Recognizing the presence of a particularly assertive muse, David Adamson cancelled a weekend of shows to sit at home in a dank basement, writing and recording a string of songs that seemed to arise spontaneously.

Granting them his full attention, a week of intense composition and arrangement bore the second album from Grampall Jookabox: Ropechain.

After the ominous, trembling, synthetically angelic choral intro on the first track of Ropechain, Jookabox breaks in with a vision that sounds like a bizarre hybrid of a P Diddy rap video and ancient cosmology; "Black girls walk on tips of mountains/ Black girls jump seas like they was fountains." When echoing vocals ascend after the darkly, bass-heavy intro to "You Will Love My Boom" and Jookabox shouts," I love you love you/ You know I love you I love you/ I took mushrooms and then proposed to you because I love you love you," it's a hard-hearted listener who won't laugh with joy at the dissonance between the tender lyrics and the dread-heavy distortion of their accompaniment.

Ropechain braids holy fear, schizophrenic inspiration, baroque pop-references, and deep, mystical love into a formidable work likely to leave aficionados of rock-n-roll 2 trapped in an obsessive cycle of listening and re-listening.